Chapter 70: Writing a Bed Scene
It's just that if she really lets go of writing, won't her article really be blocked?
Wen shook his head, and finally hesitated to say what was in his heart, and then waited for Su Qihua's reaction, "Actually, the baby's card is not a plot, it is a bed scene." "So, can you really let go of writing?
There was a long silence on the other end.
Su Qihua's eyes fell on the remote screen that Wen Gu had connected, his thoughts were a little flustered, and finally after seeing Wen Gu move the mouse a little uneasily, he typed and sent it over, "Don't let go of this, pay attention when you write." ”
Then, Su Qihua's end was silent.
Recall is only because people are busy, at the beginning may not be adaptable, can not write a word, the more to the back more relaxed, directly made all kinds of small tricks.
At the beginning, Su Qihua would glance at it slowly and leisurely, knowing that later, when he saw the more he wrote, the more he felt it, he simply stopped looking at it.
How to say it, this kind of joke with a tone, Su Qihua still doesn't dare to compliment.
I also went to the toilet halfway, habitually minimized the software of the code word, and then in Su Qihua's opinion, he was a man.
It's like,It's the same person as the chat background of the last time I saw it.。
Su Qihua frowned a little depressedly, and finally cut off the face on the table and sent it to the milkshake, "Who is this person?" Although he is an artist from his own company, Su Qihua really forgot what they are called.
In his opinion, everyone looks almost the same, and it's a little unclear.
"I'll go, Syrup, when did you start paying attention to this?" The milkshake on the top of the other desk didn't hold back for a moment, and shouted directly at him.
Suddenly, all eyes were on them.
Su Qihua is okay, he has already practiced an indifferent temperament that doesn't care about anything, but the milkshake is a big red face.
Fortunately, everyone was a little busy with work, so they quickly diverted their attention.
After the lesson just now, the milkshake also lowered his voice, and then slowly glanced at Su Qihua a few more times, sent a message to Su Qihua, and said, "This is the popular star Lin Shen, or is it in your company." ”
Although Su Qihua didn't look at her a few times, for people who have never liked to talk, it is good to take the initiative to find her.
So the milkshake didn't ask for anything more, but looked satisfied
Just to her surprise, after she said this, Su Qihua just hummed shallowly, and then there was no follow-up.
That's the end of the topic.
Milkshake was inevitably a little more puzzled in her heart, and took advantage of the work time to look at Su Qihua a few more times, although she was well disguised, she could still easily see the admiration in her eyes.
Yes, her liking is so humble, it seems that only during work hours does she have a legitimate reason to look at Su Qihua a few more times and say as many words as possible.
Even if it is the word "um" that has not changed for thousands of years, it is replied to her.
That's all enough.
Yes, that's enough.
It's just that just ten minutes later, the milkshake unexpectedly received Su Qihua's reply again, and couldn't help blinking in surprise, and then clicked the window a little tremblingly.
"You say, am I handsome or is he handsome?" Su Qihua pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes were also a little unhappy.
Even he didn't understand why he was so inexplicably irritable.
Of course you're handsome! Subconsciously, the milkshake said such a sentence in his heart, and then sent it to Su Qihua, "You are handsome." Then he felt that something was wrong, and continued to add, "No matter how handsome other people are, they can't compare to one ten-thousandth of yours." ”
Su Qihua, "" silently closed the conversation window, and Su Qihua closed the window leisurely.
After Su Qihua replied to a few questions from the little author, he saw the wallpaper software on the desktop of the review, and his heart moved, and he controlled the computer of the review.
I chose a new and simple wallpaper and changed it to the past.
Wen Gu just finished washing his hands, took a few tissues, and prepared to dry his hands and continue to code, and then he saw that the computer was working, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Wen Gu didn't know anything, so he just sat there and watched, ate something by the way, and saw Su Qihua change several wallpapers, and couldn't help but laugh.
After the movements in Su Qihua's hand finally stopped, Wen Gu moved the mouse and sent him a message, "Lord Syrup, why did you replace Lin Shen?" ”
Su Qihua, ""
This made him change how to answer, and Su Qihua didn't know why he was inexplicably unhappy.
"So, you've been looking at the computer just now?" Su Qihua thought about it, deleted and modified, and finally sent this paragraph out, and then fell into silence.
Wen Jiu didn't dare to hesitate anymore now, because she knew that Su Qihua was looking at her, so after she really brewed it in her heart, she started typing on the computer, "Yes." "There's nothing wrong with that, there's nothing hard to admit.
Su Qihua was silent.
After looking at the screen for a long time, Su Qihua sent a message lightly, "Go and continue to code." ”
Wen Gu also fell silent, and only replied to Su Qihua after a while, "Okay." "Then, just obediently roll over to the codeword.
Su Qihua on the other end of the computer breathed a sigh of relief and continued to resume his working state-
Because of Friday afternoon, everyone was busy.
Su Qihua is no exception, although he is remote, but in the end there is still not much time to supervise the old code words, thinking about how the other party is also an old writer, and the scale or something should be able to make me good.
It wasn't until he handed in the pile of manuscripts that Su Qihua felt that he was wrong.
"Are you sure this scale is up to the mark?" Su Qihua just glanced at it a few times in a hurry, and suddenly there was a feeling that he was speechless, so he had to send such a sentence, which indirectly meant that he should hurry up and change it.
Lying in front of the computer, holding the phone lazily, the corners of his mouth were crooked, making people feel like a bullied child, "It's just that I'm not sure to let the syrup-syrup-syrup, you see." ”
Su Qihua also had the corners of his mouth crooked.
It makes sense.
So under the strong advice of the old and the old, Su Qihua still watched it from beginning to end, and then twitched the corner of his mouth, "Otherwise, let's skip this paragraph." "Writing so experienced, Su Qihua didn't expect it at all.